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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Rex de Arte Regia Thursday, 14 January 1915
Opus[1] XXIII
11.33 p.m. Weather warm and cloudy. Pitch dark in temple.
'Ερμης per anum manibuς.[2]
Object: Energy. (Being in despair, and the inertia born of it, I need moral and mental discipline badly.)
The Operation was most extraordinary. I figured the God well on the whole, and experienced the complete orgasm without the emission of even a drop of semen. Erection then failed. I wanted to go on, but the God spake and said: 'Thou hast thy will. Depart; write down the record, and make a particularly careful study of the stars.' I obey.
Result: I was bored and weary all the evening. Now, 11.53, I'm lively, fit, probably going to work all night.
15 Jan. No: but I woke, with fine dreams, and this morning I am fairly boiling over with ideas and energy. All day I am dancing. Ditto 15 & 16 Jan. like a kitten.
1—[Crowley performs a magical sexual operation.] 2—[The god, Hermes, and Crowley conjoined, i.e. Crowley is visualizing the god, while he, Crowley, is masturbating. Furthermore, the god is using Crowley as a woman.]
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